Remember, Remember to vote in November
put all the incumbents to rout.
I know of no reason
their fiscal near treason
Ought ever to be forgot.
To murder the dollar
(or at least make it holler)
Just keep spending more - don't relax
The party is over, we're not sitting in clover
We'll be up to our eyeballs in tax
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